Naturally I freaked out but I tried to make no sound. What did she just say? Did she found out about me? No! It can’t be! Our presence was not supposed to be discovered by human, particularly our imprinted human. How did she know? How could I be so clumsy? What should I do? What would happen if the other Shades found out about this? I couldn’t think clearly as more and more thoughts came up in my head.
“I know you were not here. You are now, though,” and with that she turned around and nearly caught a sight of me. But I had slipped under the bed and attached myself to her feet again.
“You’re quick. Who are you really?”
She stood up to turn the light on. She could see my figure on the wooden floor clearly and kept staring at me with her arms folded.
“I know you are not my shadow. Call me crazy but I know for a fact that I’m always shadow-less at 01.00 am.”
I kept my mouth shut. I decided to just let the time passed by while hoping that she would only think of this as a nightmare. It seemed to work.
She paced around and I could see that she started to doubt herself.
“Am I hallucinating again?” she pinched her skin, grabbed her hair in frustration.
“Oh God. My parents are right. There’s something really wrong with me. Maybe I should see Dr Dash again,” she sighed deeply, covering her face with her white hands.
Dr Dash was Mag’s psychiatrist. She used to meet him regularly a long time ago before she realized that the medicines he prescribed her only made her slept worse. I remembered those times when she would wake up screaming and panting in the middle of the night and was afraid to get back to sleep. I remembered how she always looked so drained when she was on medication. I didn’t have the heart to let her be in that stage again so I decided to reveal myself.
“There’s nothing wrong with you. I’m real,” I said at last and slowly brought my self up. I didn’t know where I got the courage to do this. A glimpse of regret hit my consciousness but I ignored it.
She looked up at me standing in front of her in disbelief, but soon her shock was replaced with a huge relief.
“I knew it!” she shouted in joy then hugged me, which of course was more like hugging a wind for her as I don’t have a human form other than shadow, but she didn’t seem to mind. Meanwhile, right there in Mag’s hug, I felt something strange that also felt familiar. Something like home.
We spent the rest of the night to get to know each other properly. I told her about The Shades, who we really are, why we are here and what will happen next. I didn’t forget to emphasize the importance of keeping all of this a secret though. Much to my relief, she nodded in agreement. She then told me about how she always felt that someone was watching her sleeping, that her shadow didn’t match her speed sometimes (that must be when I was busy listening to her), but always got laugh at when she told anyone about it. I knew those things already but I was still listening.
“Wait, are you always there too when I’m in the bathroom?” she suddenly asked.
I nodded and even though she couldn’t see my expression I actually blushed a little. But she only laughed, touched my hand like she really felt it and said: “I’m glad you’re real. It proves that I’m not crazy and best of all, I don’t feel too lonely anymore.”
“You’re not afraid of me?” I asked.
“Why should I? You’re part of me,” she replied. Her face was full of smile.